minutes on the vibrating table for a back problem. Seems he's a little frightened we might turn it on and leave him there.'
'You want me to hold his hand?'
'Something like that. Just reassure him he's not being abandoned. Damned weird the way these people think we're out to maim them.' Dan sighed and called the next patient, a dried up prune of a woman.
Nancy was glad she didn't have to deal with her. A man was far better. Or was it? She knew that she'd just begun to really get off on the fucking when the man had come. She felt cheated.
There was no real reason she should. She'd gotten off a couple times. And the mere fact of being tied up as she had been sent kinky thrills through her lush body.
But another man offered her the promise of more cock. So what if he had a back problem? She'd make sure he had more than that. Lots more.
If he was willing, that is. If he wasn't willing to fuck her, she'd have to see what could be done about making him horny. Like she was.
The nurse went into the therapy room and closed the door. On a hard padded bench was a man stretched out. A band passed under his chin and his ankles were securely fastened. A gentle motion stretched his spine by pulling on the band under his chin. All the while the lengthening process was working, the table gently shook.
'Well, how are you today?' She could barely keep the quiver of lust from her voice. Just seeing the man tied down the way he was, helpless, made her all weak and watery inside. She felt as if her knees had turned to rubber.
She wished it was her tied down on that table!
'I feel like a ham all wrapped up and waiting to be cooked. This damn bench is shaking my guts loose. And the, um, the pulling on my spine is about to kill me.'
'It won't kill you,' she assured him. 'Let me see how your muscles are responding.'
Her strong, agile fingers stroked over the man's body. He had on one of the silly dressing gowns that always flopped open in the back. It came only to mid-thigh on him. And the bulge under the gown was enticing to the horny nurse.
'Everything feels just fine,' she cooed.
'Yeah,' he said uncomfortably. As her fingers began working up his leg toward his crotch, he asked, 'Do you have to check there?'
'Certainly,' she said in her most prim manner. 'I don't want you injured anywhere.'
He gulped as her fingers closed on his prick. It jerked once and was erect. This was the damnedest therapy he'd ever received. And the best!
'My, you've got a large lump. Let me check it out more closely.' She lifted the man's examination gown and saw his balls. They were nestled in the middle of his curly bush. The long, red rod of his prick was pointing directly at the ceiling. His lust was unmistakable.
'My, my, this is extraordinary!' she exclaimed. Her fingers curled around his prick and began working up and down. The skin wrinkled and flowed like satin as she began beating him off.
'D-do you h-have to do that?'
'Would you like something else?' She leaned over enough so that her skirt hiked up to expose her naked ass.
'Damn straight! I'd love to.' His voice trailed off. But she knew what he wanted. It was the same thing she was so desperate for.
A good fucking.
For the first time, she was glad she didn't have on any panties. She was stripped and ready for immediate action. While she wouldn't get her wish and be tied up, having the man pinned under her, unable to escape, was almost as good.
She straddled his waist, feeling her snatch pull taut. She had to keep her legs on each side of the table. It was almost painful but she would endure anything to get that plum-tipped prick shoved all the way up her cunt.
She gasped when she lowered her body onto his cock. The blunt end poked once against her excited pussy lips, then the entire cock slipped smoothly all the way up into her cunt. There was a liquid squishing noise as his cock pushed out a flood of her cunt juices, then a heavenly bliss spread throughout hex entire body.
Cock quivered lightly inside her again. And in the position she was forced to assume, her cunt was tightened as far as was humanly possible.
The man grunted, 'I never felt a cunt so fuckin' small, never! But I can't move my hips! How the hell am I going to really fuck you if I can't move my hips?'
His voice was strained from the chin-strap. And his feet were securely fastened at the other end of the table. All he could do was lie there and go along for the ride.
Nancy gasped a little when she felt his prick shivering deep inside her. It was dancing not only from lust but from, the vibrations from the table. The subtle motions were making his prick feel just like a vibrator in her cunt.
The thought of a real cock-vibrator made her smile. This was just the thing. But the vibrations were too little to count for much. She reached out and switched the machine to high.
The immediate change in her cunt was a joy. His cock began shivering as if he'd left it out in the snow.
'God, I can't take much of this! You're too damn hot and tight. And it feels like I'm being bounced all to hell!'
She sighed and began lifting her hips upward. She didn't want the cock to leave her cunt but she also wanted the best, fucking possible. There was no way she could get both. She would just have to hurry.
Hips poised directly above the man's now slippery cock, she twisted back and forth a couple times. It felt as if he was driving a red hot spike into her delicate cunt lips. Her cunt lips lewdly kissed the tip of his prick, then reached out to suck in more of his cock.
She simply relaxed and let gravity do all the work. Her body hurtled down around the impaling spike of his prick. One instant her cunt was hungry and empty. The next, it was filled with hot, hard cock.
'I never felt so helpless before,' the man said. 'But you're doing a fine job. God, I'm burning up inside. You're making my balls feel like they were filled with gasoline and then lit.'
She was feeling the same way in her belly. The liquid warmth from the friction of his cock against her pussy walls was spreading like melted butter. It flowed and caressed her entire crotch. When her clit snapped erect, she knew it was demanding attention.
Reaching down, she began fingering herself. The diddling made the fucking into something vastly more exciting. The cock moving slowly up and down in her cunt was nice. It set her pulse racing, her tits heaving with the thrill of a hard prick buried so deep in her.
But it was the trigger of her clit that was the real thrill for her. The nurse couldn't keep her finger off that tiny nubbin where so many of her nerve endings were. She stroked around the base of her clitoris, made sure it was drenched with her cunt juices, then caressed the sides of the slippery little button.
The lightning bolts smashing into her body were a combination of prick and cunt working on her. She bit her lower lip to keep from screaming out her pleasure. This was the hardest part about fucking patients. She didn't dare let anyone overhear what was going on.
She had, once, and it got her into worlds of trouble.
But all that was far distant from the pleasures of the flesh she was enjoying with this man. His cock was so stiff it made her shudder every time it rammed into her soft cunt. The gentle folds of her pussy were spread as he fucked far up into her belly. She ground her bush against his and was rewarded with a tiny moan.
She was turning the man on as much as she already was. She just hoped his control was good. She didn't want him to spend his jism too soon. She was greedy and wanted a long, hard fucking.
'How are you doing?' she asked in a sex-husky voice. Her, eyes were slightly glazed with tile lust she felt hammering away inside her.
He looked up at her. The way her tits poked against her stark, white uniform, made him lick his lips. He wanted to pop those lovely boobs into his mouth and suck. They too far away. He couldn't get his mouth up there because of the damned chin-strap holding his head down.
Even lightly touching her jugs did no good. She had on a bra. Her tits might be seductively bouncing around
